"A very ordinary canon?"

The mean old lady's words have aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, especially some people who know the piano, and they know very well that it is not something that ordinary people can do to be able to play canon to this kind of realm that affects people's moods.

Just such a canon, is it still ordinary?

Some people who have studied piano have very ugly faces.

Don't talk about them, even Shi Qinqin and Zhou Qingang, their faces are not good-looking, they didn't particularly feel it before, but today, they really feel that the old lady is too mean.

And the black tuxedo pianist glared at the mean old lady in disgust, then turned back and continued to listen.

But in such a delay, he could no longer find the joy just now, and Chen Haoran's hands, which were originally like butterflies dancing, suddenly became a little heavy.

The cheerful notes that originally flowed on Chen Haoran's fingertips also disappeared without a trace inexplicably.

Instead, there is a kind of sadness of the separation of relatives and lovers.

Accompanied by Chen Haoran's sad expression, the notes, unconsciously, flowed into everyone's hearts and touched the sad strings in their hearts.

Even people who are full of emotions have begun to wipe their tears.

But there are three exceptions, that is, Shi Chaogang and the mean old couple, they have always listened to Chen Haoran's performance with a critical gaze and a disdainful attitude, and even they silently recorded Chen Haoran's piano score, wanting to find faults, so that Chen Haoran couldn't get off the stage at all.

But who would have thought that as the song progressed, the shock and disbelief on the faces of the three of them became stronger and stronger.

This canon, at the beginning, was pure joy, like a naughty child "giggling" and running out, full of energy, with the purest happiness, instantly infected everyone's feelings, even if they disdain it in their hearts and look down on Chen Haoran,

They can't deny in their hearts the infectious power of this song.

And now this half is like a child's face, changing when it is said, laughing and playing just now, and suddenly turning his face, or crying, or squatting in the corner and crying quietly.

They really couldn't believe that Chen Haoran, a veteran who was looked down upon by them, would play a canon so infectiously.

Of course, what they can't believe the most is that the first half, and the second half, are completely related to the rebound.

This kind of technique is already difficult in itself, not to mention that it is still so harmonious, it is even more difficult to connect the two paragraphs together, and then properly express two different feelings.

Compared with Shi Chaogang, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth, and the mean old couple may only be able to do it when they are in the prime of life.

But who are they? A person who has a piano as a profession is also a professor who teaches piano.

And what about Chen Haoran? It's just a veteran special forces soldier who didn't go to college.

In terms of identity, they have no comparable relationship, but on the contrary, people have done things that they can't do.

At this moment, even if they denied it again and disdained it on their faces, their faces were all hot and painful, and they even had an unspeakable sense of shame.

Just when the three of them had a fever on their faces, they only heard the black tuxedo pianist standing behind Chen Haoran, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Can Canon's technique still be used like this?" How is this possible? ”

For a moment, the people who were awakened from the sadness couldn't help but put their eyes on Chen Haoran's hand, and as the sadness slowly faded, a little joyful note appeared in the song again.

At this time, Chen Haoran's hands turned into two dancing butterflies again, but this time the two dancing butterflies did not dance, but like two naughty children, constantly jumping and rolling on the piano keys, "giggling" and chasing me, intertwined and alternating with each other, extremely dramatic.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Compared with the average audience, the black tuxedo pianist, Uncle Zhou, Shi Qinqin, Shi Chaogang and the mean old couple, their eyes are full of disbelief.

Because they suddenly found that Chen Haoran played two melodies with only one hand, and the hands were intertwined, which was four melodies, and what made them even more unimaginable was that these four melodies actually resonated with a unique rhythm on the basis of not interfering with each other and distinct levels, just like four children with different personalities, playing games under the breeze and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The four children with different personalities are the four distinct melodies, and the majesty and the fragrance of birds and flowers are the unique rhythms produced because of the resonance.

"Oh my God! If I hadn't known every tutor in the field of piano, I would have suspected that he was a piano master. The black tuxedo pianist looked Chen Haoran up and down several times, and finally determined that Chen Haoran was not dressed by a certain piano master.

Not only him, but Uncle Zhou and Shi Qinqin also stared at each other incredibly, they really couldn't believe that Chen Haoran still had this ability, you must know that many people will find it difficult to achieve such a journey in their lives.

But this guy in front of him, who is not doing his job, can play such a beautiful tune, how can they be embarrassed?

Especially Shi Chaogang, he was even more shocked, his face was distorted, you must know that he is a professional piano learner! From the age of six, to now, a full twelve years, I can't do this.

But now, how can a veteran who is an inferior person in his eyes, a veteran who doesn't know what art is, can play better than him?

But he has never given up, his eyes are firmly fixed on Chen Haoran's hands, as long as Chen Haoran makes a mistake, he can jump out, expand that mistake infinitely, and then let Chen Haoran know that the elegant art of the piano is not something that a big-headed soldier like him can play.

But until the end of the song, Shi Chaogang didn't find any mistakes, and he didn't even hear a little discordant notes in the song.

Until the last note fell, listening to the tide of applause in the lobby, Shi Chao raised his head suddenly just now, looked at Chen Haoran who was walking over, and said in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you ......"

I saw Chen Haoran glance at Shi Chaogang with disdain, "There is nothing impossible, the piano is not an elegant thing in my eyes, and neither is music." Even if you go back a hundred years, these things are just the ninth rate, I really don't understand, what do you have to be proud of? Who do you have to look down on this, look down on that? ”